Algernon Charles Swinburne: Love and Sleep

Lying asleep between the strokes of night
    I saw my love lean over my sad bed,
    Pale as the duskiest lily’s leaf or head,
Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite,
Too wan for blushing and too warm for white,
    But perfect-coloured without white or red.
    And her lips opened amorously, and said –
I wist not what, saving one word – Delight.

 

And all her face was honey to my mouth,
    And all her body pasture to mine eyes;
         The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire,
The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south,
    The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs
         And glittering eyelids of my soul’s desire.

 

A Graceful Blue

The following poem is the result of my impressionistic thoughts of my experience with autism, my daughter Grace who has autism, and the tradition of “Lighting It Up Blue” around the world for Autism Awareness Month (April).  The images immediately below are from  “Light It Up Blue” events worldwide.  Soon Will Come the Light is a short book written by a gifted man, Thomas McKean, who happens to have autism.  I had the privilege of hearing him speak years ago and was left forever impressed by his words and his poignant articulation of his life as it is affected by autism, both positively and negatively.  Thank you for reading.Image

 

A Graceful Blue

By Michele Habel-Coffey

 

Black and Blue against the night

Blue haze

Pale moon

Soon Will Come the Light

Blinding

Binding

Finding

Me

In every place

I try

To hide away

Wide open spaces

Lost social graces

My Grace

Her little face

Sad

Black and Blue against the night

Blue lights

My Little Hero

How she fights

Black and Blue

Never

Ever

Forever

Through

So 

Very…. 

Very….

Far….. 

From…… 

You…………………………………………………………………..